Category Archives: inspiration

The Beauty of Summer

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The Beauty of Summer

Morning breath of summers air,
Catch the pitch of hummings’ song
Dew still moist from evenings fare,
Raise in prayer the days belong-

Listen you’ll hear the songs of June
Whispers from spirits within the trees
They capture amidst a fine milled tune
A work of art one seldom sees

A refreshing mist from July’s tears
Helps chill the fever of raging sun
And quench the thirst of leaves it sears
When the heat of day has just begun

But over the climax it starts to break
We gather round and sing rejoice
And dance to careless good times
Till we hear the laughter of goodnights voice ~

~SheilaBmarie

Walk to the beach

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I do promise to move on from my repetitive water scene subject matter soon. It just seems that no matter how I look at an object, I always see something different. And no matter how long I stare, the ocean never gets old. Theres always a new story waiting to be told. Wait….that rhymes!
Have a wonderful weekend~
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Through my eyes

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Lately I’ve been overly fascinated with the art of photography. Back a few months ago I posted my first “photo journey” as well as recap of my first experience with a garden, just to get a feel for what it would be like to incorporate pictures into my blog. Along with writing, photography is something I’ve been playing around with for the past few years or so. Originally, I really didn’t think much of it. There would be times when a certain scene would pop up at just the right second or a “kodak moment” would catch my eye, but it never seemed to be much more than just that. But, thats how it always begins…Slowly I started noticing that words were emerging out of these images. I started learning that so much more could be portrayed that we may not otherwise be able to say with words of our own. I’m finding it to be an amazing form of communication and another way for me to share my journey.
I’ve noticed that where words have been failing to say what is meant, photographs have been filling in the empty spaces for me. But what Im really figuring out is that its actually changing the way I see things all together. What used to look like ordinary everyday objects now appears to tell a story all of its own. I love being able to look through see something totally different than someone else, but also knowing it is still one in the same. I love being able to capture a moment and a feeling all in one, in a language that is universal for all to understand. And I feel that is one of the purest forms of communication there is.
This started out as a place for me to share some of my own thoughts and writings and from day one, I knew it would change- hence “Freedom to Change“. And so far it has done just that……but as far as I can tell, there is nothing saying there is anything wrong with doing so!
So for now, I’m going for what comes naturally to me- and if it happens to be photography, then so be it.
If you follow my blog for my writings and poems, I promise there will be more to come soon. But in the meantime, I hope you keep reading and watching as my journey evolves and the way the world looks through my eyes changes along with it. Theres no telling where it may lead next.

~SMS

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Tradewinds

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Tradewinds
by Sheila Marie

We sit with bated breath- our futures holding
Hands held tight in deep composing

Searching for the answers to
Answers that we wish we knew

A sure path way to reach the stars
No such thing, only come to find
May as well be the long road to mars
Sending us further and farther behind

But against the winds we try to seek
That of which seems out of reach

Knowing it could be coming next
And hoping it holds the very best.

Learning always from what is done
Guided along by rays of light
To better ready for whats yet to come-
Bringing clouded views to perfect sight

And all the time spent will be worthwhile
And all the dues paid on the extra mile
Will prove to be more than timeless haste
Because in truth, that’s never really the case

We can brush off all the used to be’s
Climbing mountains taller than the trees-

Taking chances on whats in store
While leaving behind what is no more

The real journey has only just begun
But until then, in faith, we’ve already won

Still we wait and hope and wish and pray
Because somewhere we know will come the day
When the roots can let go and finally cave
And we’ll be left no more to wander astray

Every storm will come and pass
Just as every wind is not meant to last

And If you question when, all I have to say
Is someday came will be our day

It’ll be the day we dance and scream and laugh in praise
Because the tradewinds finally blew our way~